it is about the sprot i do, the paths i take the objects i defeat

Poetry
| Updated May 29, 2012
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By Joey Feniello
No one cares for me.
I only allow for singles,
but people pass me up like they donâ€™t want to mingle.
I do have one friend; he has many names.
You many know him as the 1st baseman.
Right when the batter is almost on top of me,
Screech!!
Mr. Baseman is always t...

it is a sports poem and it is about being at the free throw line in a clutch situation to win the game.

Poetry
| Updated Jan 10, 2012
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Mark William Callaway is a mean machine
Agressive all the time he's always mean
When he smacks you across your throat you get chokeslammed
When your body hits the ring, it makes the ring go bam
He's an old school soldier making people rest in peace
comes down to the ring without a leash
At wrestl...

From the point of view of my own, while looking down at my high school's football field.

Poetry
| Updated Dec 9, 2011
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Poem about believing in yourself when u need it most. I wrote this about how you have to work hard at sports if you want to stand out and be your best; it's about how you have to push yourself that extra mile if you want it bad enough and you're the only person who can do it for you.